Tang San wanted to fight back, but he found that the Soul Power inside him wouldn't respond at all. These people were already far stronger than they were, and now it was four against more than a dozen.
Under the brutal beating, none of them escaped. Fists as big as sandbags and feet that probably hadn't been washed in years rained down on them.
The attackers used both fists and feet. Tang San and the others had no idea how long they were beaten for. They passed out from the pain, woke up, then passed out again.
Eventually, all four of Tang San's limbs were broken. After several screams, their heads lolled to the side, and they lost consciousness completely.
"Not bad." The Soul Saint leading the group looked down at Tang San and the others sprawled across the ground and nodded in satisfaction.
"Put them in sacks," he ordered. "Dump them at the market entrance."
"Yes!"
Several Soul Masters took out the sacks they had prepared earlier, stuffed the four men into separate ones, then carried them to a carriage outside.
The carriage rolled off slowly, heading for the busiest market entrance in Heaven Dou City.
Some time later, dawn broke. In a corner of the market entrance, a few vendors who had risen early were setting up their stalls.
Suddenly, one of them stumbled over something. He looked down and saw several bulging sacks piled haphazardly against the wall.
Curious, he went closer and prodded one with a stick. A bruised, bloodstained face came into view.
"Ah!" He let out a startled scream, shattering the morning's quiet.
As the sky grew brighter, the crowd of onlookers swelled. Someone with a sharp eye recognized the Shrek Academy emblem and hurried off to report it.
Half an hour later, Yu